Sacks

Draw me a picture tell me what you see,
A boat on a river pushing towards the sea,
I'm flowing upstream I'm stuck in the estuary.

You look unhappy but I'm not saying you are.

Who's in the corner looking out at me,
The whites of their eyes are penetrating me,
Stop looking at me.

I try to make you happy,
Wish I could make you see what I see.

So praise your God whoever he may be,
Listen to him and pay no heed to me,
You're better off with him, best not listen to me.